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Post by Arithelia on Aug 13, 2016 2:40:28 GMT
 جادو کی دیوی Dreams were the last place in existence where Arithelia felt true peace. Nightmares had respectfully avoided the poor fallen deity's dreamscape thus far and this was appreciated greatly. Here she wasn't fallen. Here she wasn't ill. It was an escape filled with warm welcoming and soothing light. The proof of her contentment could be witnessed by the small smile that dressed her features while she slept.
The spare room was average but greatly appreciated. A queen sized bed, closet and side table that still obediently held Ari's long since cooled tea from earlier. Kaveri had been very kind to her given the circumstances. It was almost humorous how much their conversations had altered from their days when she still reigned high in the Heavens. Kaveri's tone and actions would at times reflect a parent talking to their child. Something that didn't frustrate Arithelia but move entertained her. The situation was what it was after all. Her Priest slept in the room down the hall at this 2:21 am time.
Ari herself had been bundled in every blanket available in the small house save for the one Kaveri used himself. An adorable blanket burrito really. And at the end could be seen Ari's small face, sleeping as calmly as a fevered one could, white tresses of hair cascading down the edge of the bed. Apparently having pleasant dreams was more unheard of when one was ill. The fever, sniffles, coughs, chills; Apparently odd dreams bordering nightmares were more common place which was news to Ari. Deities had no purpose for sleep so the practice was still very new to her. Couldn't say she didn't like it though, other than the loss of time.
And so it would be here that Ari would continue to snooze. The flem lightly layering every small breath the ltitle girl made. It would be here that Ari would enjoy her pleasant dream as the clock ticked to the twenty-second minute of this early hour. آپ کیوں مجھے آسمان سے گر کرنے کی اجازت تھی TAGS:
Philip
NOTES:
Alright, let's see where this takes us. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Philip on Aug 17, 2016 7:30:20 GMT
 "I'm afraid you have a nasty case of Sanity." "I have your medicine right here"
The sound of humming traveled down the streets of Esfuerzo hills. Street by street the source traveled, invisible to the mortal eye. Passers by looked around as they heard the hums of a person walk straight past them, confused, not knowing that they were in the presence of The Mad God himself.
It's been a long time since He had been to the Mortal Realm. Fourty years has it been? Longer? Time is such a fickle thing when you're an immortal mad man. But this time there was purpose for his visit. The world was getting more interesting after a millennia of uninteresting drool. With the hunting of magi, the falling of gods, and the rise of a new Headmaster, the god was getting a whole new set of toys to play his game with.
"Nyeheheheh~"
As the giggle interrupted the hum, a strange man began to fade into visibility. First a pair of black boots, then a pair of patchwork grey pants coupled with a patchwork white lab coat. The man talked as he faded into view, his head and torso still invisible to the couple now staring horrified across the street. "It took a long time to find you deary, But now...." His head faded into view, a unshaven face, a pair of round, cracked glasses, were coupled with a mop of grey-blue hair, a massive scar across his face, and a massive metal screw going straight through his skull. His head turned to the couple across the street. "Gottcha!"
By the time his voice had reached the two he was gone within a single blink. They looked left and right, rubbing their eyes. "Did you see that too?" the man asked his girlfriend. "Yeah," she replied, "I thought I was going crazy..."
"Oh 'yer certainly that Deary."
The voice came from above the couple, as they looked up they see the stranger floating above them, squatting down as if there was an invisible step above them. His smile seemed unnaturally wide, Cheshire, even. With one hand he reached down to the girl's head, gripping the top of it with a mighty hold. Their eyes were equally filled with fear as their throats seemed to close up, unable to produce any screams. The man watched in horror as his girlfriend's head was ripped from their neck. The stranger began to laugh as the man's face was covered in... Sparks?...
The Mad God lifted the severed head up to eye-level. His smile gone, his eyes could not be seen from the glare of the glasses. He turned it so the neck faced him, showing an inside of circuitry and metal. The girl was apparently an android."A robot Girlfriend?" He said, Turning to the man who was now cowering on the ground. "Couldn't Get one of em real girls then? 'ad to build one yerself? Hah!" He tossed the head behind his shoulder. As the man watched the head fly over the fence, the deity disappeared again. "Unfortunately tha's bad luck for ye'" The man's head swiveled to meet the god face to face. "Ye' see..." The god pointed down the street, watching as the man's sight followed, taking the moment to teleport above the man in a similar squatting position as before. "I Needa 'ead to put on a little act of mine. Preferably....." He grabbed the man's head, lifting it off the man's neck to eye-level. The noise of bones cracking and a splash of blood was music to his ears. "One tha' Bleeds" And with that the God was gone, leaving the two headless bodies in his wake.
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Philip appeared in the room where the sleeping god lay. "Nyehheh-mmmff"Philip slapped his own hand over his mouth to keep him from making anymore noise. "Shhh~" he whispered to himself, his finger over his mouth. Must not wake up the sleeping beauty before his masterpiece is finished.
He began to paint his masterpiece, he extended his hands and made a brushing motion as if held a paint brush and paint tray. It started in the Room, Start simple, a BIG. MASSIVE. ARROW pointing to the door of the bedroom, painted with the nice color of coagulated blood. He moved down the hall, painting the image of the scattered bodies of Magi and Priests. A goat leg over here, a severed spine over there, oh and cant forget the Intestines! He painted the picture, big intestines, small intestines, I think one belonged to a pig, all intertwined and nailed to the wall in the form of a great big... phallic imagery. Absolutely Perfect.
The carnage continued forming a path, sometimes a path of actual blood, leading to the front door. Upon opening there would be a simple severed head resting on the floor. Not just any Severed head, THE severed head. It was the only real thin in this entire house at this point. Absolutely Perfect. Imagery was up. Time for the smells. Making the motions of mixing a bowl of ingredients, the house was filled with smells. Some rotten cheese, Bit of mold, Decayed rodent, and lastly just a hint of nutmeg. Absolutely Perfect.
With his scene set, The mad god reappeared in the only room where his smells were not placed. He looked at the fallen god with the same Cheshire grin. "Now deary, time to play your part." He floated over and above the sleeping god, index finger extended. His aim was precise, his pressure was perfect as he touched the tip of her nose with a loud and audible "BOOP!"
Now time for... Srs Bidness OOC Comments: This was Fun.
The Voices:
Happy: Has a Slightly Higher pitch.
Angry: German
Sadistic: Scottish/Irish
Proper: Very Poor British |
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Post by Arithelia on Sept 22, 2016 20:34:46 GMT
 جادو کی دیوی Boop. The little girl's nose wrinkled at the touch as she stirred. "Hnn?" Ari asked groggily as her iridescent eyes attempted to flutter open but overall failed. No, instead the child would adorably yawn widely. Stretching those arms over her head, Ari wiggled and rolled underneath the blankets. "Mmmmm," the little girl mumbled into the pillow groggily, having concluded she had imagined the boop. Finally upon looking through sleepy squinted eyes Ari eventually urged her tired form to sit up with a sway.
With the blankest of voided stares Ari looked down at the blanket in her lap. The quilt's stitches, the minor imperfections that made it feel homey ... She was thirsty. Under more sober circumstances Ari would never have allowed her mind to come to that conclusion so easily. The idea that she, a deity, needed substanence was unheard of. It was a disgrace. It was ... heartbreaking. By admiting such a lowly need it-it just shattered her. Every single time it was like chipping away at her sense of being. Her sense of existing.
But this was sleepy Ari. Sleepy Ari yawned once more lengthily before rubbing her eyes. In this cute fashion the little girl would wiggle out from her blanket caccoon. Slipping her smaller self over the bed's edge, the deity's toe eventually found the cool wood floor and would begin her walk towards the door. Never once recognizing the bloody arrow that had been artfully left for her. With every pitter patter of her bare feet against the hardwood floors, Ari scratched her head groggily. She was quite the cutesy little site to behold. Wearing a child's nightgown that her priest had been kind enough to purchase for her visits. An unknowing third party would more likely aww the sight instead of sensing the regality or desire to praise as was more customary of gods. Reaching the door, Ari turned the knob to enter the hallway ....
The smell hit her first. Almost as if it were a solid brick wall. Ari's grogginess qucikly contorted into disgust as her hands rose to her nose. "Oh!" She quietly cried before the dim lighting of the apartment allowed visual. Shadowed visuals of carnage. The sight caused a gasp to escape the fallen deity's lips. A staggered step backwards would couple a widening of those iridescent eyes of hers. Ari stared out in utter disbelief. How had this happened? She had just been asleep. Antlers, limbs, wings, tails, they were all strewn about.
"H-hello?" She called out, daring to take a cautious step into the hall. ".... Hellooooo?" Ari called out in vain. Upon tiptoes she shivered her way down the hall, searching for any sight of life. Survivors. "Is anyone ....?" The fallen Goddess fell quiet as her eyes brimmed with tears. Moments before she had been fast asleep in a positive dreamscape. Was this still a dream? Dreams, and apparently nightmares, were still a new breed to the girl. Being a god she had never experienced them until she had fallen, having suddenly found the need to sleep. Was this just a dream?
Ari wondered just as much as she opened the front door with a shuddering grimmace. This was just a dream. The little girl reached out to touch the severed head. This was just a dream. Surely. Ari's shivering fingers swept the brown hair. She could feel it. Just a dream. Pulling her hand from the wound Ari stared down at the red substance that glistened upon her fingertips. Slick. Still warm ..... The little girl's eyes threatened to stream tears at any moment. This wasn't a dream. Somehow or another, this wasn't a dream.
آپ کیوں مجھے آسمان سے گر کرنے کی اجازت تھی
TAGS: Philip
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Thank you for your patience, my dear friend. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Philip on Oct 20, 2016 12:56:54 GMT
"I'm afraid you have a nasty case of Sanity." "I have your medicine right here"
Nyehehheeh~Philip giggled to himself as he watched his actress take his stage. At first, he was expecting more... curiosity from Arithelia. A head tilt, a bit of fear in her eyes as she followed the arrow into the dark hallway. But instead she had to be… cute... The Yawning, getting up all sleepy-eyed, the dried mouth, the sleepy walk to the doorway. It was about as precious as a newborn babe… How disgustingly hideous.No. No. Bad Philip. Musn’t get angsty now. The show hasn’t even started yet. The mad god watched in glee as his actress played her role perfectly. Why yes, I was particularly fond of her reaction to the stench. Quite extraordinary. Good show. The banter of voices commented back and forth as the small goddess tip-toed around his beautiful sculptures, not wishing to ruin them, how sweet. It took every bit of power he had to keep his constant giggle fit away from the ears in the mortal realm. He could barely contain himself as the climax was about to be reached; his début was about to begin. Philip watched with anticipation as the little Arithelia bent to touch the head. This was it. Philip took a sprinter’s starting stance, his crooked gaze fixed upon severed head. 3… Philip’s legs began to fade away, disappearing from existence. 2… The fading continued to erase the mad god, slowly creeping its way up to his neck. 1… Only the mad god’s head remained in place. The serious stare at the head fades as the disembodied head turns to face you. ”Yes dearies, I know she cant see me anyway, but it’s funnier this way.”NOW! Philip’s floating head rushed forward, flying and spinning like a missile, its aim dead set on the severed head. With a crackle of laughter the deity flew into the flesh, it was time that the director joined the cast. Ari would notice, as the head suddenly possessed a distinct feeling. What was once dead and harmless, suddenly her instincts were telling her to fight or flight. The Head’s eyes Snapped open, the head spun to make sure it was facing the fallen god as a huge unnaturally large Cheshire smile appeared on it’s face. ”GOOD MORNING DEARY!” It shouted, it’s eyes wide and wild at first but they calmed down as quickly as they fired up as it added. ”How’d you sleep?~” answer, a question, or neither, most paths taken from this point would likely end in an extremely awkward silence. That Silence was one of the few things Philip liked breaking the most; silence was never a fan. ”Wha’? Don’ recognize me eh?” He’d say at first, but soon afterword he would continue. ”How bout this does this help?” the head transfigured into the head of his current form. Grey hair, stitched scars, broken glasses and of course the giant screw protruding from his cranium. Philip will smile again, if he hadn’t been interrupted yet, he’d just keep going. ”Not doing it? Not surprised. You haven’t seen this form yet. Let’s see I think the last one I used was… THS! Nyeheheh!~” Philip’s head transfigured into the head Aritheleia was sure to recognize. Two horns sprouted from his skull, one twisted like a unicorn and the other branched like an antler, grey hair was replaced with a wild mixture of white and black and a long white goatee on his chin. Ari would know this form as the mad god, Ferdinand. ”How bout now deary?”Now time for... Srs Bidness Notes: I think I've found that I giggle more than Philip while writing him.... The Voices: Happy: Has a Slightly Higher pitch. #ff0792
Angry: German #960c06
Sadistic: Scottish/Irish #e2a625
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Post by Arithelia on Oct 31, 2016 3:58:46 GMT
جادو کی دیوی Ari would stare wide eyed at the spinning head. As the eyes shot open and declared "GOOD MORNING, DEARY!" the little girl actually fell backwards. Tripping over a non-existent object Ari landed harshly on her bum and even scooted backwards a bit with her naked feet. "W-wah? Wah??" With a horrified look she stared as the head continued to speak. "How'd I ....?" It wouldn't be an immediate recognition. After all, the one who spoke to her had removed Himself to the Heavenly realm thousands of years ago. However once the memory was somehow pulled forward even with her heart heavily beating in her chest her eyes narrowed.
"You." Would be the only verbal showcasing of the recognition. No, there were no smiles. There was no hug. The old form would only warrant an immediately negative response. Her face said it all. Her tiny nose wrinkled. Brows furrowed. Lips pursed. "What are you doing here?" Would be the question to emerge from those tightly scrunched lips. There were so many layers to that question, really. Such a simple five worded inquiry seemingly was dipped in layer upon layer of technicalities and complications.
What was he doing out of his realm? What was he doing in the mortal realm specifically? How had he found her? If she were so easy to find, was the Huntress on her way then as well? آپ کیوں مجھے آسمان سے گر کرنے کی اجازت تھی TAGS:
Philip
NOTES:
Alright, let's see where this takes us. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Philip on Nov 11, 2016 11:52:32 GMT
"I'm afraid you have a nasty case of Sanity." "I have your medicine right here"
“You.” “ME!~”Philip let out another giggle as the head transfigured back into the screw-impaled version he’s been currently using. He relished in every emotion he got form the fallen god. The fear, surprise, confusion, and then oooh~ there it was, the anger. Such beautiful emotions; each one a spark of madness. Fear becomes Paranoia, Confusion becomes mania, and Anger becomes rage. Now he didn’t expect to cause the little goddess to loose her mind. But to see such emotions from a deity was truly a sight to see. “What are you doing here?” Philip’s Cheshire grin widened as she spat out the words. “Well Deary,” As he spoke the head rose up and his body followed through the ground. “You See, I was in the neighborhood and, Well, I thought I’d Stop by~ Nyeheh~.” The mad god giggled as he sat down on an invisible chair, with a snap of his fingers the area around them began to transform. Grass began to sprout from between the wood floor panels; the walls began to melt away until the two of them sat alone in a grassy field. Philip now sat on a wooden stump and a cup and saucer floated next to him. “How long has it been? A millennia? Two?” Philip snapped his fingers and a cup of tea appeared floating in front of Ari. He giggled before taking a sip of his own tea. Ari would recognize the cups as they belonged to the very house she was staying in. “Time doesn’t really flow the same in my realm. Night and day tend to do whatever they want. And let me tell you, night can be quite the fickle mistress. Nyehehe~ Quite the feisty one.““But, That’s nothing compared to how interesting the mortal realm has become. Nyeheheh~” He giggled, obviously more interested in hearing his own voice than hearing Ari’s. “It was so interesting I had to visit myself. Hasn’t this world become truly fun?!”Now time for... Srs Bidness Notes: Short post short post. Oh my oh my such delight.
The Voices: Happy: Has a Slightly Higher pitch. #ff0792
Angry: German #960c06
Sadistic: Scottish/Irish #e2a625
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Post by Arithelia on Jul 27, 2017 3:05:58 GMT
[attr="class","Morning"]
 why did you allow me to fall from the stars?
إلهة 女神 θεά 여신 ديوي देवी אֵלָה [attr="class","windyscarlet"] A sharp inhale would be her response as she withdrew her hand from the oddity. Something was different. She sensed the shift before any visual contortions would emerge. But sure enough, strange visualizations and movement would confirm her instinct and she would watch in genuine confusion as the head spun 'round and smiled widely at her.
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What did one say to that? The severed head was speaking to her now. And so cheerfully. Those iridescent eyes would blink widely at the (arguably) scary sight before her. "Well enough." Would be her eventual soft reply. Was this one of her spirits? This didn't feel like any spirit entity she knew of. "I'm getting better at the practice." Which was true enough. Sleeping took effort for her. It was a new activity. One that required patience on her part. "Though I must say I'm not entirely good at knowing when I'm awake or still dreaming yet I guess." Could this be a sort of dreaming she just wasn't familiar with yet? Was that what this was? It seemed she was awake but perhaps this was a new type of dreaming she just hadn't experienced yet?
"Nnnno. No, I don't." The fallen goddess would respond honestly. The voice change was peculiar on its own merits. Were there two whatevers in there? However, moments before the transfiguring would begin, memories began to poke at Ari's brain. Distant ones. Memories that needed a good deal of dusting to truly remember them accurately. There was an odd duck from her past that had a tendency to be strange, this sort of strange to boot. A flash of recognition would glimmer across those eyes as the change began.
What would appear before her, the first form, was in fact not familiar to her. The being was correct. This was not a face she'd seen before. But deep down she already knew. Her gut twisted and a heaviness would press down upon her chest. It didn't seem possible, oh so unlikely. If she was correct in her assessment of the situation this was not a being she wished to communicate with again, especially now in the form she was stuck in. Iridescent eyes would narrow as in fact the second transformation would be one she recognized. Much to her dread.
There would be quiet that would pass at first.
.... "What do you want?" Would be her response. A question for a question. This God was not one to drop by for a pleasant chat. Please. The gory scene He'd had her walk through was proof of that enough. She remembered His manner of interacting with those in the mortal realm. The realm she was now walking amongst. This was not a friendly visit. This surely could only bring about negative outcomes. [newclass=.windyscarlet::-webkit-scrollbar]width:2px;background-color:#838383; border: 1px solid #cacaca;[/newclass][newclass=.windyscarlet::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:2px;background-color: #856d8b; border: 1px solid #856d8b;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.Morning a]font: 6pt calibri;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:2px; color: #ffffff;[/newclass] |
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